The Fellowship of Hogwarts
Author Notes- Here is the fourth edition of my story. I've taken your reviews to heart (even though, Olivia Sutton, I had the same idea for Aragorn's potion class troubles). Legolas and Aragorn are best friends, bant, or at least well on their way.
This chapter will turn to our Hobbitses for awhile. Maybe some others. Ya never know. I do so love to cause mischief. *looks innocent*
Chapter Three. Perhaps, Pip, You Were Right
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Meriadoc Brandybuck was already feeling his head spin. Hogwart's castle large, and extremely hard to find your way around in.
Especially when the very staircases moved around, causing even more confusion for the poor Third year.
"Merry, are we lost already?" piped up Sam. "I'm sure this isn't the way to the North Tower."
Merry glared, and tried to look sure of himself. "No, we aren't lost, Sam. I know exactly where we are." he insisted.
Without thinking, Pippin piped up. "Where are we?"
Merry stopped short and bit his tongue.
"So now what, you fools?" Sam asked in an exhausted tone. "We're already late for Divination."
Merry had no answer off the top of his head.
"I think it's this way." Pippin spoke up, pointing down a side corridor that seemed to dead end just around the bend.
"You idiot! It dead ends! The class couldn't be that way." Merry exploded, storming straight down the other corridor. Sam followed with a grumble. Pippin tried to say he'd seen a trap door in the ceiling, but figured it was better not to get Merry any more angry. He shrugged and hurried to follow.
~~*~~
Aragorn was still laughing when he and Legolas found themselves heading off towards their Herbology class. "I still can't get over the look on Snape's face. It was priceless." he explained.
Legolas, goofy grin still very present, was at his friend's side with every step. "I'm probably going to get in so much trouble for that. But it was worth it!"
The two were currently halfway down a set of stairs. From above they heard a call.
"Hey, wait up! Aragorn!"
The two stopped and glanced up to see a girl, maybe a Fifth year, skipping down the stairs after them. Aragorn recognized her with a grin.
"Arwen?" he called in greeting. She nodded, a step above him.
"That was artful!" she cried, embracing Aragorn like she'd known him all her life. She then turned to Legolas. "And you too, you brave soul." she added with a laugh.
"Thank you." Legolas breathed, out of breath from all the laughing he'd done. "I'm Legolas, by the way." he introduced. She smiled.
"And I'm Arwen." she offered.
"We've got Herbology next. What about you?" Aragorn cut in. She thought, then fished around in her bag for a moment.
"Transfiguration. At least Professor McGonagall is the teacher. I don't think I could deal with another class with that Snape character." she stated, shuddering slightly at the thought of the Potions teacher.
Aragorn nodded. "Maybe we'll see you later?"
She smiled. "Yeah..." she trailed.
"Arwen hurry up! We're going to be late!" someone called from the top of the stairs. Aragorn glared up at them.
"Well, I've got to go. Bye!" Arwen called, turning and running back up the stairs at full tilt, her black robes trailing after her.
Aragorn had a goofy grin on his face as she disappeared around the corner.
Legolas elbowed him not so gently in the ribs. "Come on, loverboy." he said and started to pull the Sixth year along towards the greenhouses and outside.
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"We've just about missed Divination completely." Sam mumbled as Merry tried to conquer a map of Hogwarts for the third time.
"Oh shut up already, Samwise." Merry shot back. He flicked his wand once more and a whole cluster of green vines shot out of it, wrapping around the both of them.
A moment passed, then another. "Well, Merry, I do believe this did not help at all." Sam commented. Merry fumed for a moment and looked around.
"Where's Pippin gotten to?" he grumbled. "Pip!" he called.
"Pippin! Help!"
~~*~~
"Well, Elladan, here we are. Hogwarts. We've got quiet a reputation to make for ourselves." Elrohir stated. One twin leaned against the wall, the other was leaned over a statue of a one eyed witch trying to discover it's secret.
"Of course, dear brother. I've heard that the big pranksters here are a set of twins as well. Fred and George Weasely." Elrohir began.
Elladan smirked. "How convenient. We've only to prank them a few times. Shouldn't be hard, am I right?"
Elrohir chuckled. "Of course."
~~*~~
"Now, welcome to Greenhouse Four, Sixth years. In the years past we've been covering some very interesting subjects I know, but this year-"
Aragorn stopped paying attention at about that moment. He took a deep breath, and sighed. In front of him a very large plant in a pot was wiggling. It wasn't peticularly interesting, though, and he was already bored.
His eyes stopped focusing for a moment and he let his mind wander. And he found Arwen in his thoughts. A content smile graced his face.
He didn't know how much longer it was until a sharp elbow met his ribs.
He cried out in rage and turned to find Legolas glaring at him. He jumped and realized the whole class was staring at him now.
"Whoops... Sorry..." he mumbled sheepishly. Legolas sighed and turned back to his plant. Aragorn, however, hadn't been paying attention and didn't know what to do. He tried to watch Legolas, who seemed very happy at working with the plants, but didn't quiet understand the whole process. So when he yanked the plant out of it's pot, he was knocked out cold from the cry of it.
He didn't noticed Legolas had a pair of earmuffs on.
~~*~~
Faramir hadn't met anyone all day. He sighed slightly as he walked down the hall towards the Great Hall. It was lunch time and though he wasn't really hungry, but he thought he might as well go.
Just a bit down the hall he saw a two girls, who looked to be about his age, coming out of the Transfiguration classroom. One had long, dark hair, and the other was blonde.
They turned to the left and started walking towards him, engaged in a conversation of some sorts.
He watched them approach, curiously. "Hello." he said when they got closer.
They started and looked up. The blonde smiled politely. "Hello there." she said.
He grinned without meaning to. "It's lunchtime, right? Can you two help me find the Great Hall?" he asked, without thinking as to why, even though he knew exactly where the Hall was.
The blonde glanced at her friend and back. "Alright, I guess. I'm Eowyn, and this is my friend Arwen." she introduced.
He glanced at the badges both sported. Gryffindors.
"I'm Faramir." he added. The girls flanked him and they turned to head towards the Great Hall.
Faramir couldn't help but smile when Eowyn laughed.
~~*~~
By the time that Merry and Sam, still very tightly tied together, made their way back down the hall it was time for lunch.
So Divination was letting out.
They glanced up and glared as they saw Pippin emerging with the rest of the class from the North Tower.
"Pippin!" Merry snapped. Pippin jumped and looked sheepishly towards where his two friends were tied.
"Merry, what happened?" he asked.
"Never mind that, just get us out of here!" Merry ordered. Sam, who looked little happier than Merry, eyed Pippin.
"That was Divination, right?" Sam asked.
Pippin nodded hesitantly. Sam glared back towards Merry, who had become conveniently quiet.
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AN:: I'm sorry, I love torturing Aragorn. Gomen-nasai, minna-san! And though the Hobbit skit thing didn't work the way I thought it would, it came out ok.
Author Notes- Here is the fourth edition of my story. I've taken your reviews to heart (even though, Olivia Sutton, I had the same idea for Aragorn's potion class troubles). Legolas and Aragorn are best friends, bant, or at least well on their way.
This chapter will turn to our Hobbitses for awhile. Maybe some others. Ya never know. I do so love to cause mischief. *looks innocent*
Chapter Three. Perhaps, Pip, You Were Right
~~*~~
Meriadoc Brandybuck was already feeling his head spin. Hogwart's castle large, and extremely hard to find your way around in.
Especially when the very staircases moved around, causing even more confusion for the poor Third year.
"Merry, are we lost already?" piped up Sam. "I'm sure this isn't the way to the North Tower."
Merry glared, and tried to look sure of himself. "No, we aren't lost, Sam. I know exactly where we are." he insisted.
Without thinking, Pippin piped up. "Where are we?"
Merry stopped short and bit his tongue.
"So now what, you fools?" Sam asked in an exhausted tone. "We're already late for Divination."
Merry had no answer off the top of his head.
"I think it's this way." Pippin spoke up, pointing down a side corridor that seemed to dead end just around the bend.
"You idiot! It dead ends! The class couldn't be that way." Merry exploded, storming straight down the other corridor. Sam followed with a grumble. Pippin tried to say he'd seen a trap door in the ceiling, but figured it was better not to get Merry any more angry. He shrugged and hurried to follow.
~~*~~
Aragorn was still laughing when he and Legolas found themselves heading off towards their Herbology class. "I still can't get over the look on Snape's face. It was priceless." he explained.
Legolas, goofy grin still very present, was at his friend's side with every step. "I'm probably going to get in so much trouble for that. But it was worth it!"
The two were currently halfway down a set of stairs. From above they heard a call.
"Hey, wait up! Aragorn!"
The two stopped and glanced up to see a girl, maybe a Fifth year, skipping down the stairs after them. Aragorn recognized her with a grin.
"Arwen?" he called in greeting. She nodded, a step above him.
"That was artful!" she cried, embracing Aragorn like she'd known him all her life. She then turned to Legolas. "And you too, you brave soul." she added with a laugh.
"Thank you." Legolas breathed, out of breath from all the laughing he'd done. "I'm Legolas, by the way." he introduced. She smiled.
"And I'm Arwen." she offered.
"We've got Herbology next. What about you?" Aragorn cut in. She thought, then fished around in her bag for a moment.
"Transfiguration. At least Professor McGonagall is the teacher. I don't think I could deal with another class with that Snape character." she stated, shuddering slightly at the thought of the Potions teacher.
Aragorn nodded. "Maybe we'll see you later?"
She smiled. "Yeah..." she trailed.
"Arwen hurry up! We're going to be late!" someone called from the top of the stairs. Aragorn glared up at them.
"Well, I've got to go. Bye!" Arwen called, turning and running back up the stairs at full tilt, her black robes trailing after her.
Aragorn had a goofy grin on his face as she disappeared around the corner.
Legolas elbowed him not so gently in the ribs. "Come on, loverboy." he said and started to pull the Sixth year along towards the greenhouses and outside.
~~*~~
"We've just about missed Divination completely." Sam mumbled as Merry tried to conquer a map of Hogwarts for the third time.
"Oh shut up already, Samwise." Merry shot back. He flicked his wand once more and a whole cluster of green vines shot out of it, wrapping around the both of them.
A moment passed, then another. "Well, Merry, I do believe this did not help at all." Sam commented. Merry fumed for a moment and looked around.
"Where's Pippin gotten to?" he grumbled. "Pip!" he called.
"Pippin! Help!"
~~*~~
"Well, Elladan, here we are. Hogwarts. We've got quiet a reputation to make for ourselves." Elrohir stated. One twin leaned against the wall, the other was leaned over a statue of a one eyed witch trying to discover it's secret.
"Of course, dear brother. I've heard that the big pranksters here are a set of twins as well. Fred and George Weasely." Elrohir began.
Elladan smirked. "How convenient. We've only to prank them a few times. Shouldn't be hard, am I right?"
Elrohir chuckled. "Of course."
~~*~~
"Now, welcome to Greenhouse Four, Sixth years. In the years past we've been covering some very interesting subjects I know, but this year-"
Aragorn stopped paying attention at about that moment. He took a deep breath, and sighed. In front of him a very large plant in a pot was wiggling. It wasn't peticularly interesting, though, and he was already bored.
His eyes stopped focusing for a moment and he let his mind wander. And he found Arwen in his thoughts. A content smile graced his face.
He didn't know how much longer it was until a sharp elbow met his ribs.
He cried out in rage and turned to find Legolas glaring at him. He jumped and realized the whole class was staring at him now.
"Whoops... Sorry..." he mumbled sheepishly. Legolas sighed and turned back to his plant. Aragorn, however, hadn't been paying attention and didn't know what to do. He tried to watch Legolas, who seemed very happy at working with the plants, but didn't quiet understand the whole process. So when he yanked the plant out of it's pot, he was knocked out cold from the cry of it.
He didn't noticed Legolas had a pair of earmuffs on.
~~*~~
Faramir hadn't met anyone all day. He sighed slightly as he walked down the hall towards the Great Hall. It was lunch time and though he wasn't really hungry, but he thought he might as well go.
Just a bit down the hall he saw a two girls, who looked to be about his age, coming out of the Transfiguration classroom. One had long, dark hair, and the other was blonde.
They turned to the left and started walking towards him, engaged in a conversation of some sorts.
He watched them approach, curiously. "Hello." he said when they got closer.
They started and looked up. The blonde smiled politely. "Hello there." she said.
He grinned without meaning to. "It's lunchtime, right? Can you two help me find the Great Hall?" he asked, without thinking as to why, even though he knew exactly where the Hall was.
The blonde glanced at her friend and back. "Alright, I guess. I'm Eowyn, and this is my friend Arwen." she introduced.
He glanced at the badges both sported. Gryffindors.
"I'm Faramir." he added. The girls flanked him and they turned to head towards the Great Hall.
Faramir couldn't help but smile when Eowyn laughed.
~~*~~
By the time that Merry and Sam, still very tightly tied together, made their way back down the hall it was time for lunch.
So Divination was letting out.
They glanced up and glared as they saw Pippin emerging with the rest of the class from the North Tower.
"Pippin!" Merry snapped. Pippin jumped and looked sheepishly towards where his two friends were tied.
"Merry, what happened?" he asked.
"Never mind that, just get us out of here!" Merry ordered. Sam, who looked little happier than Merry, eyed Pippin.
"That was Divination, right?" Sam asked.
Pippin nodded hesitantly. Sam glared back towards Merry, who had become conveniently quiet.
~~*~~
AN:: I'm sorry, I love torturing Aragorn. Gomen-nasai, minna-san! And though the Hobbit skit thing didn't work the way I thought it would, it came out ok.